Just kill me

I think it's time for the beer. I still can't !@#$%&*^$#@! sleep and I have a meeting in the morning!

I think it is a sign that I need a break away from everything.

A BIG break.

i better not have insomnia

It's been the 3rd day in a row that I can't seem to fall asleep. Each time I close my eyes, my brain starts to be in prime time mode, screening thoughts and happenings that occur throughout the day. It just won't bloody switch off.

And because of that, I've been listening to all the mental droning for the past 2 hours already. I'm already feeling sleepy on my chair as I type this but I know, I just know, that once I get back to my bed, my brain will probably screen the next episode of "What's the next thing I should do" series.

I just want to sleep.

Sigh.

Let me try streaming some piano music off WMP and see if it lulls me to sleep. If all else fails, there is always the bottle of Port that I had just obtained last night.

Picture of the Week 2 - City by night

Me la mie

What Lambie Means

You are fair, honest, and logical. You are a natural leader, and people respect you. You never give up, and you will succeed... even if it takes you a hundred tries. You are rational enough to see every part of a problem. You are great at giving other people advice. You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality. You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something. You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense. You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun. You are very hyper. You never slow down, even when it's killing you. You're the type of person who can be a workaholic during the day... and still have the energy to party all night. Your energy is definitely a magnet for those around you. People are addicted to your vibe. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong. You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know. You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.

What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

Picture of the week 1 - Chicken Rice!

A lamb, pudding and a baby cow on haystack

Right now, I have a blob of a preeeeetie puddy and my cute lil steakii bouncing around my haystack. Being the gluttons that we are, we just came back from a feast at the Old Airport Road hawker center.

Your's truly ordered a yummy bowl of fried fish Ee-fu noodles which has wonderful soupie, freshly fried fish and nice eggy to go with the noodle. unfortunately, the noodle was not cooked enough which made the noodle hard to chew on.

The puddy ordered prawn noodle was had, quite literally, prawn and noodles only. With a mountainous load of fried shallots. Puddy thinks that the prawn noodle is only so-so and the prawns are not really that fresh.

The last dish that we ordered was the Lao fu zi friend kway teow which took me 15 mins to queue before I can get my plate. Well, the kway teow was OK and the puddy hiamed that the kway teow was too sweet due to the sweet sauce and me thinks it's a tad too salty for my liking. The cockles are a tad undercooked though.

Hokai, time to tuck our lil steakii to bed now so we shall stop just about.....here.

SportCombi 9-3

I love this car for its' looks. This is by far the most stunning estate available on the market. But there is something I cannot figure out about this car. Where exactly does it's strength, or if you like, it's charm, lies?

And I'm hurtz. This unintentional pie hurtz.

Determination. Sweat. And a stupid pair of Brooks

I started my exercise regime today. And the plan was to start running after a long period of inactivity and gluttony. So, despite the rain in the evening, despite the lethargic me, I put on my pair of Brooks running shoes, courtesy of the RSAF, and trudged into the glowing darkness of the night.

The weather was great. Cooling but not cold. And the night serene, but not eerie. For a start, I gingerly did a slow jog to test my body responses to months of inactivity. And within 10 minutes, I was giving my legs the full steam ahead, at least until the pain in my knees hit me. Again.

But with my usual stubborn determination, i ignored the protesting of my knee as I slowly pounded my way up the winding road to the summit of Mount Faber. It was terrible. I never felt so much resistance from my body before. It was as if my legs were tied with tons of lead. I struggled just to take the next step and that was when I pondered on the significance of going through all these torture.

Yet I pounded on. So did the pain in my knee.

Fifteen minutes into my jog, I finally, finally reached the top of the summit. As I bowed over to catch my breath, I felt good. I felt as if I could conquer the world and that I did in fact conquered the world (or the summit).

All the pain. All the sweat. It all seemed worthwhile.

On my way down Mount Faber after cooling down, I had also decided that the Brooks from RSAF is crap. In the wet, my Brooks has zero levels of grip which caused me to lose traction and slip forward a couple of times. And just when I thought it was safe, the shoes lost traction and i found myself barreling off the footpath onto the slopes of the hill.

Luckily, I managed to grab the footpath with my hands so that I still enjoy the experience of walking down to the bottom of the hill rather than tumbling down along the slopes to reach the bottom.

What a stupid pair of Brooks.